49 King’s Landing pt 3
King's Landing, Crownlands, Third Moon of 279 AC
Ragnar POV
The small council chamber was not small as the council which there presided; the room was a spacious one, with glass panels and a long table in the center; there were ten chairs on the said table even though the small council was made of seven people.
The King of the Seven Kingdoms sat at the head of the table, Tywin Lannister, The Hand, sat at the foot of the table, Ragnar sat on the King's right side, and Rhaegar Targaryen sat on the king's left side.
Ragnar was silent ever since he left the great hall, and so was the King and everyone else. The only person missing was Lord Staunton, the master of laws, who was running late.
" I beg your forgiveness, Your Grace; it took me a long time to get from the black cells to here," Lord Staunton said as he entered the room and sat on a chair by Maester Pycelle's right side.
The King glared at Lord Staunton but said nothing
" Let us begin this small council meeting. Today we have as a guest Lord Dovahkiin from Skagos. As all of you know, The King himself summoned Lord Dovahkiin. So he could answer questions about his attack on the Dreadfort and his supposed possession of an Ice Dragon." Tywin Lannister said.
" Lord Dovahkiin, is it true that you have an Ice Dragon?" Rhaegar Targaryen asked plainly; he knew these lords would dance around instead of asking the question, which would no doubt enrage Ragnar.
" No," Ragnar answered quickly, firm and collected.
Pycelle smiled a little, relief evident on his face. The King seemed like a child who lost a very delicious candy.
" No? My little birds told me that you flew from the Dreadfort on dragonsback," Varys said smoothly " My little birds are reliable, Lord Dovahkiin."
" Are they? Do they sing about Skagos very often?" Ragnar asked, his voice powerful as ever. Varys face didn't change
" Not as often as I would like, no. Someone or something is cutting their wings." Varys said once again smoothly. Before Ragnar could say anything, he was interrupted
" So you deny that you commanded an Ice Dragon to attack the Dreadfort and then flew from the Dreadfort to Skagos on a Dragon?" Tywin Lannister asked
" Oh, no, I don't deny that, but that Dragon is no longer mine. I gave that Dragon to my wife as a wedding gift." Ragnar said calmly, his words making some speechless.
" You gave… a Dragon to your wife? How? You flew on it… a Dragon can only have one rider." Rhaegar said
" That is ridiculous! You gave a Dragon to a woman! Preposterous! If you could give the Dragon away, you should've given the Dragon to his Grace?" Lord Staunton said before Ragnar could answer, trying to get approval from the King; it seemed to work as the king nodded slightly at the statement.
" At the time, the Dragon wasn't bonded to no one because I refused to bond with it. I can protect myself without a Dragon; my very pregnant wife can't, at least not while she's pregnant, Prince Rhaegar. I don't know why it let me mount it, but it did. Later on, in Skagos, I bonded it to my wife. Now the Dragon is hers." Ragnar said calmly, and Rhaegar nodded
" Do not run away from my question, barbarian! Why didn't you give the Dragon to His Grace?" Lord Staunton said, which made Tywin's face sour a bit.
" Tell me, Lord Staunton. Who am I?" Ragnar said calmly, looking Lord Staunton in the eyes
" W-what kind of question is that? Just answer my question!!" Lord Staunton said nervously, as if he was afraid of something.
" You are a Northen Lord sworn to House Stark, that is sworn to my House," Rhaegar said calmly.
" Yes… do you see a metal collar on my neck Lord Staunton?" Ragnar asked, and Lord Staunton shook his head nervously; looking at the Dovahkiin's eyes was not something those weak of mind could do; it was like looking at an apex predator
" That is because I am not a slave. I have the right to do what I want just as long as it doesn't break the King's or Lord Stark's laws. I didn't break any laws. Also… The King would die if he bonded with an Ice Dragon, as would Prince Rhaegar, as would all of you." Ragnar said calmly.
" And what do you mean by that, Lord Dovahkiin?" Aerys Targaryen, who till now was silent, said, his voice sharp and dangerous. The King's sudden question made everyone quiet.
" Only those of the blood of The Frist Men can be bonded to an Ice Dragon. Just like the Valyrians are the only ones capable of bonding to a Valyrian Dragon. Your blood is that of fire, Your Grace; only a Dragon of fire can bound to a Targaryen. Such is the way of Magic." Ragnar lied; Snowstorm only bonded to Dacey because of Ragnar's magic.
" Magic? What is next? Grumpkins and Snarks?" Pycelle said as he faked a laugh. The King glared at him, which silenced the old fool but said nothing.
" So you are saying that anyone with the blood of the First men can bond to an Ice Dragon?" Tywin said
" Not exactly, Anyone with the blood of the First Men can be bonded to an Ice Dragon, not just see the Dragon and form a bond with it naturally," Ragnar said, " once a person is bonded to an Ice Dragon, the person's bloodline will be able to bond naturally with any hatchling form the bonded Dragon, just like the Targaryen were able to bond naturally to a Valyrian Dragon." Ragnar continued.
" You said you bonded Snowstorm to your Lady wife; how did you do it?" Tywin asked… the king, who seemed to be contemplating something, said
" Are you a Witch, Lord Dovahkiin?" The king asked excitedly, happily.
" The correct term would be Mage. I'm not like those wood witches who tell someone's fortune. I'm a master of the mystic arts, Master in Destruction, Illusion, Alteration, Restoration, Enchanting, and conjuration." Ragnar said proudly, with a small smile on his face. Once again, his statement left many speechless; Varys seemed pale, Tywin looked doubtful, Rhaegar looked hopeful, Aerys looked like a child on a sugar rush's
" You dare lie to His Grace? Magic is dead, we k-" Pycelle stopped mid-sentence " Magic is dead; magic is only parlor tricks nowadays." He continued. Ragnar looked at a Pycelle with a raised eyebrow but said nothing.
" You will hatch a dragon for me! Now!!" The King said
" I cannot, Your Grace," Ragnar said
" You dare deny your King? I could have your head for it!" Aerys said, and Ragnar smiled.
" You would need an army to do so…but I don't deny you out of spite… I can't; my magic cannot hatch your Dragon eggs." Ragnar said as he raised his left hand, which glowed purple, everyone held a breath, thinking Ragnar would attack Aerys. Ser Gerolt Hightower unsheathed his sword and pointed it at Ragnar; Ragnar cast his spell, which summoned an old-looking book. Seeing magic being performed made everyone wonder, even Pycelle. Ragnar picked the book and offered it to Aerys.
" Can you read High Valyrian? I found the book in Valyria. In the Vault of House Balaerys. Open it on page 394" Ragnar lied; the book was an illusion book with made-up things about Valyrian Dragons. Aerys snatched the book from Ragnar's hands and began reading it.
" What does it says, father?" Rhaegar asked; Tywin looked curious as well as did everyone else.
" Only maidens of the Dragonblood can hatch a Valyrian dragon… their fire magic is unique and pure like those of a Dragon." Aerys roared in common.
" Rhaegar… once again, everything falls on you. You must have a Daughter. Lord Dovahkiin will teach her fire magic, and she will hatch a Dragon for us… I can't trust your mother and her weak belly with that." Aerys said, and Rhaegar nodded.
" If your grace wants, I could cure Queen Rhaella's belly… it would take a few years, but she would be able to bear children again. I could also teach her magic so that she could teach the future generation herself." Ragnar suggested.
" That would be a good idea. I'll have to think about it. There's another reason why I summoned you here… I want to join our families, the only Dragonlords families in the world, a betrothal for a future daughter you have and a grandson of mine. What say you?" Aerys said happily, the prospect of getting the Dragons back to House Targaryen making him extremely excited.
" Your Grace… I would be honored to, but I would like to wait till my children are born. There's always the possibility of me having only sons, but if I have any Daughters, I wouldn't mind said betrothal." Ragnar said calmly; the king only nodded.
" Good, now that the important things were discussed, I shall leave. Tywin will take over from now; there are some things about your ports that Chelsted wanted to discuss… counting coppers." Aerys said as he got up.
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A/N: One more chapter for you guys. Is there anything you would like to see in King's Landing? Ragnar will stay for Rhaegar wedding. I'm thinking about the rebellion… as you already guessed cannon has been destroyed. I had a small writer's block with this chapter, the next one will be better! Varys will be more present.
Also ( Young Griff = Blackfyre)
What would happen to the Greek Mythology of Zeus was born dickless?
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